Broken ToyA Poem by StoryTailorI see you try to fix me I’m not a broken toy. You think my mind’s unstable I’d like to say I’m not. You can’t see the way I do You think I’m just too odd. Won’t change your views Pretend that you’re a god. I’m made this way; it’s normal You can’t fix creation like that All because I think this way"doesn’t make you best I see you try to fix me Put me in a box My thoughts too messy, too complex I know that you can’t see it You’re views aren’t mine. But maybe it’d make more sense, if you’d give me a little time. I see you try to fix me, You handle me with care. And though I scream and shout and squirm You seem to think I’ll tear. My mind was never broken, It wasn’t “way out there” You aren’t being fair. You really just can’t fix me, I don’t need any repairs. © 2010 StoryTailorAuthor's Note
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Added on December 2, 2010Last Updated on December 2, 2010 AuthorStoryTailorTomorrow-morrow LandAbout---------------------------------------------------------------- To those who do not know me: Welp... hello all! There's not really much that you need to know. I like to read and write and dra.. more..Writing
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